..quite the cock slut," she growleda lopsided grin on her face.I blushed and felt pleasure and pride at having pleasured her so.Gaining a little compo...ure she commanded me to go and clean the bathroomand then return when I had finished. As I made to put away her still hardcock she stopped me."No I'm going to do some uploading to Fetlife....so I may play." Shewinked.I cleaned the bathroom, toilet, shower, sink....all spotless, so Ithought. I even considered putting the various bottles into size. Between the rain, my full tummy, and the coziness of the couch, I was dozing in and out as I watched Helen struggle with finding out the identity of the killer. I was almost gone as the movie ended, but the door bell rang.Groaning, I pushed myself up and made my way to the door, which I opened after looking out the window to see Brad standing on the porch."Hi," he said softly. He looked the way he always does when his grandmother has a bad day. "I was hoping you'd be home."Returning his. I already told Ms. Hawks that I can’t keep babysitting two teenage girls who are hell-bent on making trouble. I told her that if I have to go get them again, I’m turning them over to the welfare department.”Hoot told him, “I sure hope I can get them to go back with me. My Dad’s a Preacher and my Mom is the most loving woman I know. I just know they’d be happy there with us ... if they’d just give it a try.”“Hoot you follow me and I’ll go out there with you. Mind you now, that oldest girl –. It was a kiss both had been fantasizing about for some time, and it did not disappoint. What began slowly, softly, and tenderly, soon became wet and hungry and passionate; their breathing pronounced. Tristan had never been kissed quite like that before, not really. It was so hungry, so wanton. He was inspired to return the passion. Their kissing got him over the worst of his nerves but he still couldn't quite believe what was happening. Her warm, wet tongue groped his, and he could feel the.